"Qiao Jing, didn't Qipei make you breakfast this morning?"
Upon hearing Su Manhan's question, Qiao Jing frowned slightly, feeling somewhat puzzled.
"He did."
Why did she always have a foreboding feeling?
Could it be that after Zhan Nan and Zhan Bei complained, they also mentioned where they saw her?
She wasn't worried about the two of them complaining; she was just a little concerned that if Su Manhan knew about it, she would be even stricter with her diet—then she might not even be able to sneak out.
Of course, she didn't find this kind of "discipline" repulsive; on the contrary, it gave her a warm feeling of family.
She had always believed that if it wasn't their concern, who would bother to care about someone unrelated to them?
Therefore, it was evident that the Su family truly cared about her.
On the other end, Su Manhan frowned immediately after hearing her words, asking with concern,
"Did Qipei make it not tasty?"